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Power of Poetry


There was a box 

it's innermost belongs were neat,

they were organized,

No one and nothing wanted to retreat. 

Everyone and everything was expected to fit in this box.

However, someone, somewhere

opened a door,

A world was found;

It's deepest lessons and creativity and more.

Poetry, 

Poetry was that door. 

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